American rapper and singer Russell James Vitale, aka Russ, who is known for writing honest lyrics that connect instantly with his audience, released his latest track, “Tell Me Who.” The song is the twelfth track from his upcoming sixth studio album, W!LD, which is set to be released on Friday, June 27, 2025. Even if Russ’s music is new to you, this song will pull you in with its honest lyrics and energetic beats. It’s got that magnetic energy and the kind of lines that hit hard and stay with you. Check out the Tell Me Who lyrics by Russ below, and experience the magic of emotions.
Lyrics of Tell Me Who by Russ
[Post-chorus]
So What We Fight?
You Know That I Love You And I’m Pretty Sure You Love Me, Right?
Doggy Style Drive Me Wild, Look At Me With Puppy Eyes
[Verse 1]
Spent A 100K On You And Barely Flinched
I Help You With Your Dreams ’cause That’s Some Scary Shit
Where We Slip Is We Forget That We Both On The Same Team
We Both Need To Show Each Other What The F*ck Safe Means
Probably Without Sayin’ “F*ck”, Cursin’ Triggers You
‘Cause Now I’m ’bout To Get To Shut Down, Won’t Listen You
Never Get Sick Of You, I Flew Us To So Many Places
You’re The Most Beautiful, Trust Me, I’ve Seen So Many Faces
Accountability Chase Us, We Used To Duck And Dodge
Now We Stand Still And Say, “Yeah, That Was My Fault”
We Grew Together, Did Therapy On Zoom Together
There’s Always Gonna Be Room For Us To Be Doin’ Better
[Pre-chorus]
We’re So Addicted To Pointin’ Out What’s Been Goin’ Wrong
And All I Ask Is Show Some Love To Everything Else Goin’ On
[Chorus]
Tell Me Who, Tell Me Who, Tell Me Who’s Gonna Love You Like Me?
Whoever They Are Won’t Do It Like I Do
And You Know, And You Know, And You Know They Can’t F*ck With Me
So Don’t Close The Door On Us, Babe, Please
[Post-chorus]
Yeah
So What We Fight?
You Know That I Love You And I’m Pretty Sure You Love Me, Right?
Doggy Style Drive Me Wild, Look At Me With Puppy Eyes
[Verse 2]
You Don’t Ask For Help, I Just Landed
How Ironic, I’m Datin’ Mrs Independent
I Inspired You To Get It ’cause I Get It Still
You From Indianapolis, You Not From Evansville
I Took You To A Pacers Game, My Shoes Are On The Maple
We Go To Aspen In December, We Go Turks In April
Probably Sip A Little Rum
I Help You With Your Friends, I’ve Been Writting ’bout Every Single One
I Know You Hate To Hear It
I Know I Push You Over The Edge, And At My Best,
I Confess, I’ma Take You Near It
You Make My Spririt Feel Free, Though Forgive Me,
I Don’t Want Any Women Who I Be Arguin’ In The City (Oh, Oh)
[Pre-chorus]
We’re So Addicted To Pointin’ Out What’s Been Goin’ Wrong
And All I Ask Is Show Some Love To Everything Else Goin’ On
